After hitting the Rolls-Royce, the top-tier green tea started fishing.

She stopped just before she was about to lean on Wen Chongyan's arm and shoulder.

Wen Chongyan felt a crisp apple scent invade his senses.

The kind of sweet, unguarded scent that only an eighteen-year-old girl would use.

He scoffed inwardly. She had truly embodied the "pure" persona perfectly, from her demeanor to the smallest details.

The owner of the apple-scented fragrance asked him, "Mr. Wen, do you have a woman you like?"

The target has shifted to him?

Just now at the restaurant, he was smiling so gently at his nephew.

"I don't have women," Wen Chongyan said calmly, "but I have a private island I like, a private jet I like, and a gold mine I like."

Ruan Zhining: "..." He has already behaved himself.

You're stunned by such a small thing?

Wen Chongyan casually straightened his cuffs, waiting for her to continue her relentless pursuit.

—After all, he is richer and more powerful than Wen Xiyu, so isn't he more in line with her target customer group?

He was curious about what else she could ask, what she could lie about, and what tricks she might have up her sleeve to play on him.

But the next second, soft strands of hair slipped from the back of my hand.

The girl suddenly sat back down and pointed out the window, saying:

"Driver, could you please drop me off at this intersection? Thank you!"

The driver, taken aback by her sweet greeting, forgot to ask the boss and simply stopped the car at the spot she indicated.

After stopping, the driver realized what was happening and nervously glanced at the boss in the rearview mirror:

"Premier Wen..."

Wen Chongyan, however, had no time to pay him any attention.

Because Ruan Zhining suddenly opened the car door and got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, she seemed to remember something, bent down and smiled at him, "Mr. Wen, thank you for giving me a ride. I won't bother you any longer with your busy schedule."

She bent low, appearing very sincere.

But the neckline of the white dress was open, and the two round breasts inside almost drooped out.

From the outside, you would never guess that she has such an eye-catching, stunning figure.

Wen Chongyan glanced at it only once before quickly looking away.

His handsome face instantly darkened, and he said coldly, "Old Zhang, drive."

Wen Chongyan's furrowed brows only relaxed after the car had driven quite a distance.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he tugged at his tie in frustration.

Was she unintentional, or did she do it on purpose?

Did she think that showing skin would seduce him? She was seriously underestimating him.

In a short period of time, Wen Chongyan summarized many of Ruan Zhining's characteristics:

Hypocritical, pretentious, cunning, full of lies, and shameless.

He would never allow a girl like that to marry his nephew.

Even dating is not allowed.

As Wen Chongyan reached for his cigar, he noticed an apple where Ruan Zhining had been sitting.

She got out of the car too quickly and it slipped out of her bag.

Is it because I bring an apple with me when I go out that I smell so good?

Wen Chongyan reached out and picked up the apple.

The fruit has a smooth peel, with green and red interwoven, as plump and tempting as a young girl's body.

For example, that shockingly rounded thing he had just seen...

Realizing what he was thinking, he frowned in disgust and twisted his long wrist.

He threw the apple directly into the car's trash can.

……

Ruan Zhining was unaware that she had lost an apple.

She was completely unaware that she had exposed herself, and that Wen Chongyan had both seen and scolded her.

She got off the car in a hurry because—

She saw Xie Lanlan! And a group of classmates too!

She asked the driver to pull over because Xie Lanlan and her classmates were about to pass by there.

You can then see her getting out of the Rolls-Royce!

She's definitely going to put on a show.

As it turned out, her prediction was absolutely correct.

She had just stepped out of the Rolls-Royce when an incredulous gasp rang out behind her:

"Ruan Zhining?!"

coming.

Ruan Zhining composed herself and turned around calmly.

In the sunlight, her beautiful face and pure white dress were dazzling.

Rolls-Royce further gilded her.

Money is the most beautiful filter in the world.

"Is it really you?" Xie Lanlan's heart finally died after she saw her face clearly.

She was incredulous and rushed over: "You, how did you get out of the Rolls-Royce? Was it a rental car?"

Ruan Zhining glanced at her gently and sighed, "If that's how you think, there's nothing I can do."

Xie Lanlan: "..."

The students standing nearby all shouted:

"Lanlan, why are you saying that? Do you think just anyone can rent a Rolls-Royce? Can you even afford to rent one?"

"Lanlan, stop being so sour, it's so obvious, hahaha."

"Yeah, a Rolls-Royce! All silver! That's so rare! I'm so envious..."

"Zhining, we haven't added each other on WeChat yet. Can I scan your QR code?"

Ruan Zhining was quickly surrounded by her classmates who scanned her QR code and added her on WeChat.

Xie Lanlan was pushed aside, her face contorted with anger!

Damn it, a Rolls-Royce? How could it be a Rolls-Royce?!

Don't think she doesn't know, Ruan Zhining's white dresses were all bought from Pinduoduo, ten for free shipping! That absolute bitch!!! She won't let her get away with this!!!

Ruan Zhining knew, of course, that Xie Lanlan was cursing her behind her back.

But it doesn't matter; only losers are prone to impotent rage.

She leisurely returned to her dormitory, took a shower and removed her makeup. Just as she was about to have an apple for lunch, a girl from the next dormitory brought her some food.

Even desserts and milk tea are delivered.

It feels so good to be a fox borrowing the tiger's power!

No wonder there are so many lackeys behind top bosses in novels.

You can easily make a fortune by simply picking up a little bit of money.

Soon, news of Ruan Zhining getting out of the Rolls-Royce spread throughout the school.

That's how university is; nobody knows when you're in class, but gossip about classmates travels far and wide.

Every day, people proactively add her on WeChat, half men and half women.

Ruan Zhining initially only added it, but after two days, she felt that it was ultimately just a mirage.

She needs to find a way to monetize this temporary traffic.

A big project is definitely out of the question. After all, Wen Chongyan has already seen through her and is full of hostility towards her. Who knows when he'll be riding in a Rolls-Royce again?

So she needs to cash out some short-term money first.

After thinking about it for a while.

Ruan Zhining took a picture of her tricycle where she sold rice noodle rolls and the location, and posted it on her WeChat Moments.

And accompanied by the following text:

[Checking in. I really love the fried starch sausage this lady makes.]

I can always be healed by simple, ordinary food~ [sun]

After confirming that there were no flaws, she clicked send.

More than a hundred people liked it in less than ten minutes.

Immediately, someone took the opportunity to send her a WeChat message, asking her what time her starch sausage stall would open.

Ruan Zhining glanced at her class schedule and replied: Usually around 6 o'clock~

Then she immediately went out to prepare for setting up her stall at 6 p.m.

She was fully armed, not only covering her face with layers of clothing, but also wearing a hat and black glasses.

You can't tell it's her at all.

At 6 p.m. sharp, she set up her stall on her rickety little tricycle.

Just as she expected, business was booming all night. It was all students from the school who came to buy.

Not only were the starch sausages sold out, but even the hand-pulled pancakes and lemonade she had prepared in advance were sold out!

After calculating the accounts, she was shocked to find that she had made a net profit of over a thousand yuan!

This is more than she usually earns in a week.

This is the power of traffic, or rather, the power of Rolls-Royce.

At this moment, there are still many unread messages in her WeChat.

All the photos she received were from students who came to try the same starchy sausage, trying to get closer to her.

Ruan Zhining didn't have time to reply and quickly packed up her stall.

She's going to the hospital to deposit the money in a little while.

My sister needs surgery next month, so she needs to find a way to save up some more money.

If all else fails, she'll go to nightclubs and dance masked dances for a while.

I was just thinking about it.

A car suddenly stopped across the road in front of her stall.

She didn't have time to look up, her words laced with the warm politeness of a street vendor: "Sorry, we're sold out for tonight..."

Suddenly I felt something was wrong.

Suddenly I looked up.

Stopping in front of me was a Rolls-Royce! All silver!